The second day was even better than the first, not only did we see our first jaguar early in the morning. She was an old female called Patricia and she wasn’t alone! She had two cubs with her who were probably four or five months old. They were behind the bushes where the mother had a kill from the night before and three of them were relaxing close by. While the tall grass didn’t give us much of a chance to see them or get clear shots, the curiosity of the cubs of that age meant patience would yield rich dividends. After spending an hour at that spot, we got our first few shots of the cubs as they moved down one by one to the kill which was stashed away in another bush. We got a nice look at their faces as they passed. After a few hours we decided it was time to move and scout the area for other Jaguars.
Twenty minutes later in the distance we saw what seemed to be a jaguar running on the sandbar. Our hearts raced at the prospect of seeing a jaguar taking down a caiman. It wasn’t to be though as she missed the caiman by a whisker. This female called Ague, she did make up for that disappointment by putting up a show for us, she sat for a while on the most picturesque sandbar, then walked across it, got into the water, swam across, got out shook her head, continued looking for caimans, walked further to a completely different area, walked towards us on a fallen tree while making full eye contact all through out, sat there with the most perfect light and then finally disappeared into the bushes. We had four hours with this cat!